[2] storm of rage ~ harry potter × marvel

5.

He walks stealthily through the darkened corridors of Hogwarts, on his guard for Aurors and teachers that stood on patrol usually. He just woke up in his dorm, having slept through the entire day. His friends are already sound asleep, so there'll be no one bothering him, no one realising what he is doing... what he is planning to release on the school...

"Draco?" a voice speaks up from behind him, and the figure freezes, "why are you patrolling this late? Tonight, was supposed to be my turn," Skyler scolds, yet the soft look in her eyes show him that she isn't going to rapport back to the higher authorities.

"I..." Lie, idiot, and good, his conscience yells in his head, not being able to look his girlfriend in the eyes, "I was looking for you!" he suddenly exclaimed, happy to have found a lie good enough to believe.

"For me?" Skyler raises looks at him sceptically, "Why in the name of the Norns would you be looking for me at this hour, Draco? It's past midnight," she says.

Occlumency, think about your occlumency, he thinks, closing his mind for her to read, knowing that that is exactly what she was trying to do seconds before. Skyler suddenly huffs.

"Seriously, does everyone suddenly know how to close their minds?" she grumbles, "What are you really doing here, Draco? You know that it's not allowed for students to be out after curfew, and youare not really in the position to break rules this year."

"What because my father is in Azkaban? And I'm very sorry that I'm just worried something will happen to you," Draco grumbles, "you've died enough the last three years, thank you very much."

Skyler scoffs. "Yeah, sure, because I died, and now I'm a walking corpse. Get back to bed, Draco, or I'll have to do my duty as Auror and arrest you." Draco pulls a hand through his silvery hair, eyeing her lazily.

"I'd rather just go to bed with you," he says, throwing a flirtatious wink her way. Skyler's eyes widen, and she looks baffled.

He walks her way, trailing his lips from next to her mouth towards her ear, "See you later, Sky," he murmurs in her ear, before turning towards the dungeons again, planning to hide somewhere, so that he could resume his work after Skyler had left.

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What the actual pop tarts?! Skyler yells to herself by thought, as she storms back to her dorm. Her encounter with Draco was really frustrating, as the boy had just flirted and jested with her like she's a swooning school girl.

She has noticed that kind of behaviour with others in her house too, lately. Blaise has turned into a number one playboy, and Theo is no different. Daphne swoons over both boys, and all the girls in her year – apart from her – seem to be all too eager to take their romantic experience a step further. Seriously, is looks as if they don't have any shame.

Or maybe Skyler is just being incredibly prudish? After all, there is a difference between her upbringing and those of her house mates. Is this the way wizards raise their children?

Shaking the thoughts from her head, Skyler falls down on her bed, sleep conquering her within seconds.

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"Alright, everyone!" Skyler yells over the field, "Considering that it's almost near Christmas, and our lessons end with that break, today you'll have to show us everything you've got." Immediately, Hermione raises her hand, and Skyler smirks. Hermione is the only one to have noticed the hint Skyler gave the class. The demigoddess nods her head, giving the Gryffindor permission to speak.

"What do you mean with 'us'?" she asks curiously, causing Skyler to smirk even wider. And just as she opens her mouth to answer, another voice answers for her.

"Well, of course, Ms. Granger," Loki says with a smirk, "I am going to help my niece with your assessment. As are Agent Romanoff and Agent Barton over here." 75% of the students pales at the sight of the God of Mischief near them. Skyler can't contain the broadening smirk that plays on her lips, Loki is not a soft teacher, she knows that from experience. These students will have to work for their grades.

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"These students are trained quite well, Spooky," Clint admits, shrugging slightly as he hands over his evaluation sheets, "Some of them would make good recruits for the Avengers and the re-started S.H.I.E.L.D."

Skyler raises an eyebrow at him, chuckling, "Most of these students wouldn't want to be found dead near the Muggle society. I don't think you'll recruit any soldiers here, Birdie."

"He is right, though," says Loki, a proud smirk on his face, "you have trained them very well. If you weren't to be queen, I'm sure Rogers would've loved to put you down the fields as a trainer for the younger recruits. They have been giving him head-aches, and I believe that Natasha over there is actually not really into training anymore either."

"Peace will come," Skyler mutters, "and when it arrives, we won't need anymore recruits. Then we can finally live our lives without interruptions and fights, I hope."

"Hope you can have," Natasha snorts, voicing her opinion, "but the human race is not capable of peace. If you make peace with that, life is a lot easier on its own." Skyler smirks at her.

"Let me guess, you made peace with it?" Natasha nods at her, before tugging Loki's and Clint's arms, mentioning that it is time for them to leave.

"I'll see you all with Christmas," Skyler announces, before winking at her uncle, "There is a particular shop I need to show you, Uncle. You'll love it!"

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short chap, I know. but school is a real bitch... life is a real bitch at the moment... I got dumped over a phone call and I'm pretty upset about it... hope you guys can understand! 

any of you having any ideas what should happen next? I have a few events planned out, but if I'd only follow those, this book will end within three weeks -- which would be torture for you, because I plan on publishing Downfall in June, and no month earlier... so I need inspiration.

thanks for listening to my crap of bull, and see you later alligators!

xx Jill